Yan Wanru and the tall and thin man obviously also saw something strange behind them. While running towards our hillside frantically, they turned around and observed behind them. In a few blinks, the mudslide on the top of the mountain had already spread to the middle of the mountain, and they were still rushing to the foot of the mountain like ghosts!

Judging from the momentum, the torrent that was hit was at least two meters high!

The old village chief took a breath of air conditioning: "It's over! The village, it's over!"

Yang Yi's father looked at me with lingering fear and said to the village chief: "Fortunately, everyone is fine, look. Teacher Yan has entered the village, so it is definitely time to do this.

"Woooooo", my home."

“My TV hasn’t been moved out yet

"Don't cry anymore." The old village chief looked back at them: "As long as people are still there, many villages can be built! This time we are so lucky! We all have to thank the young man! If it weren't for him, can you still cry here, can you still cry here? Let's be strong!"

While speaking, the mudslide had already roared to the foot of the mountain!

Fast! Too fast!

Everyone held their breath, their eyes focused on Yan Wanru and the tall and thin man running desperately

.

"Catch it up! Hurry up!" The tall and thin man's wife cried with her son in her arms.

Suddenly, just as Yan Wanru and the others were about to run out of the village and were about to reach the hillside, Yan Wanru suddenly stumbled under her feet and fell heavily to the ground, slid forward for two meters while rubbing the soil. When she was anxious, she thought of getting up again, but her feet became soft and fell to the ground again, covering her ankles in pain.

Twisted feet!

Yan Wanru twisted her feet!

The tall and thin man stopped subconsciously and turned around and wanted to pull Yan Wanru, but when he raised his head and looked at the mudslide that was about to swallow them, his face changed, and he couldn't care about Yan Wanru anymore, and ran towards us without looking back.

I shouted like crazy: "Didn't you call me greedy for life and fear of death? What are you? What are you doing!?

The tall and thin man approached the hillside, "It's too late! If I save her, we will all die!"

He was right. The torrent of branches, sand and stones were about to break into the village. As long as he stayed by Yan Wanru for a few more seconds, he would not be able to come back.

Faced with the actions of the tall and thin man, all the villagers were silent.

My face was so pale that I knew that Yan Wanru was finished. The distance was too far, and no one could save her. Even if the world-class sprint champion could run to her as fast as possible, he could not carry Yan Wanru back to the hillside, who could not walk.

She is already a sure death.

Yan Wanru dragged her injured legs and climbed two meters hard to a nearby house. Later, she probably knew that she was helpless. She was lying on the ground and looked at the hillside helplessly. A trace of despair flashed across her face. She used all her strength and shouted: "Tell me mother! Take all my collections to auction! Then donate to those who need them! And! Tell my daughter! I love her." She took out her wallet and opened the photo. Yan Wanru shed tears like she accepted her fate, and kissed her lips gently on the photo.

The sound of mudslides rolling is getting closer and closer.

"Let's go back! Don't look at it." The old village chief gritted his teeth and said, "This time, it's not Dabao's father! It's too far away from here! That situation! If anyone else is there, he can't save Teacher Yan."

A soft-hearted old lady said in tears: "But"

"But what? It's too late to run now! As long as you go down this hillside, no one can escape death!"

If a person does not punish himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth, and no one will be willing to pay his life for an outsider.

Crack, two big trees at the foot of the mountain were instantly swallowed by the torrent.

In front of the mudslide that looked like a stormy mud, Yan Wanru's figure was lying in the mud, looking at her eyes that were still nostalgic for the world. She looked at her tears in her face as she looked at the photos in her wallet, and a feeling of inability to scream blocked my throat.

Looking at the faraway clouds, I took a step forward!

"God! Gu Jing! What are you doing!?"

"Brother! Come back quickly! Don't go."

"You are dying for nothing!"

"Hurry him! Hurry!"

In Yan Wanru's astonished gaze and amid the exclamations of the villagers, I ran faster and faster. I rushed towards Yan Wanru at all costs.

On the way I ran, I kept asking myself, what am I doing? What's wrong with me?

What's funny is that I can't answer it myself.

He was obviously afraid, so he just wanted to hide behind the crowd and wait for the mudslide to stop.

I knew that once I got down the hillside, I was already a dead person. I obviously hated her and wanted to die. But I rushed towards her like a fire.

Know, ten thousand

Perhaps there is no fool in this world who is stupider than me.

But I really couldn't control my legs and ran in the direction of the torrent. As I ran, I didn't have a trace of fear in my heart.

"Don't come over." Yan Wanru finally reacted, cried and grabbed a handful of mud, and threw it forward: "Go back! Gu Jing! Go back for me! Did you hear it!"

go back?

The mudslide about two meters high has already rushed to the village. Even if I turn around and run back, I can't escape.

It's right.

At this moment, I felt relieved and ran and shouted, "I am the same as my mother! I am the kind of person who loves face! If someone knows that you died in Yangcun but I didn't come to save you! Then where did you ask me to put my face? And! I hate being wronged the most in my life! If you die, wouldn't you wear the hat of not saving me for the rest of my life? Yan Wanru! Now! Tell me! I am a person who is greedy for life and fears death and is ungrateful? Yes?"
Chapter completed!